It was not only the many marquises; even the countless beings watching through the projections felt a chill run through their hearts.
Most people did not know just how powerful Innate Divine Saints were, but they knew very well about the marquises who had appeared one after another on the King-Conferring Platform.
Every marquis ruled endless territories and trillions upon trillions of subjects. To most people, they were among the mightiest figures imaginable.
Yet that black-robed prince strode forward, and with every step he took, marquises of any caliber were compressed into tiny, invisible black dots!
Such power surpassed everyone's imagination.
In only a few moments, Gu Shaoshang had reached the final step of the Ancestor Sacrifice King-Conferring Platform.
Upon this step stood a middle-aged man in blue robes, his aura as cold and indifferent as ice. As he watched Gu Shaoshang ascend, a trace of complexity flashed through his eyes.
He was none other than Divine Wasteland's Number One Marquis, Marquis Jinghai, whom Gu Shaoshang had met once before.
"A mere thousand years... a mere thousand years..."
Marquis Jinghai's gaze flickered slightly as he murmured.
In just over a thousand years, that young boy who had once needed him to deter the demon race and protect him had become renowned throughout the world, attained sanctity, and was now on the verge of being crowned king.
And he was still trapped at the peak of the Godfiend realm.
Although he had touched that threshold, he had no idea when he would finally cross it.
First Lin Xuanlong, then Gu Shaoshang.
Two rising juniors far younger than himself had so easily reached a realm he could only gaze upon from afar.
The complexity in Marquis Jinghai's heart was beyond description.
"It has been a thousand years since we last met. I